“Leave them!” He yelled. "Vell," he growled, addressing Quilt, "you know who's here, I suppose?" "To be sure I do," replied Quilt; "my noble friend, the Marquis of Slaughterford. He was a bad dog; he knew it perfectly; but where there was laughter, there was hope. Wild himself if I met him," retorted Jack. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid.
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